Chapter 338 Move Aside, The Empress is About to Show Off!
Being called out, Xia Weibao stood up.
But she didn’t know how to cooperate, so she just stood there, motionless.
Then, Jiang Liang took hold of her slender arm with one hand and started to explain to the other four.
Xia Weibao frowned.
Looking down at the spot where Jiang Liang was pinching, her gaze gradually turned icy.
The spot where Jiang Liang was pinching was very ingenious—it was the most vulnerable part of the entire arm!
Not only that, his grip was so firm it was painful to the bone.
Catching his contemptuous smile out of the corner of her eye, Xia Weibao couldn’t help but want to roll her eyes.
So it appeared someone wanted to settle personal scores under the guise of public duty.
Alright then, she hadn’t even settled yesterday’s score with him yet, and here he was rushing to his doom.
If that was the case, then she wouldn’t be blamed for showing no mercy!
With her hand throbbing from his grip, Xia Weibao didn’t make a sound.
It wasn’t until Jiang Liang finished explaining the technique and let go of her.
"Now we’re going to practice. You attack me, and I’ll defend. Everyone pay attention to my movements," he said.
After speaking, he beckoned Xia Weibao with a curl of his finger.
Upon hearing this, the other four leaned slightly forward, eyes wide, not wanting to miss any movement they’d be assessed on.
Xia Weibao snickered. She didn’t know what beckoning with one’s index finger meant in modern times, but in ancient times, it was a challenge!
Wanted to beat her up?
He’d have to see if he had the skills to back it up!
She stepped forward, her five fingers clenched into a fist, and aimed a direct punch towards Jiang Liang’s right eye.
Jiang Liang, observing her feeble punch, felt disdainful in his heart.
With this level of skill, she could only fight against half-baked fighters like Jiang Ming.
He could easily overpower her.
Thinking this, he looked down on her even more.
Without haste, he raised his hand, intending to intercept Xia Weibao’s punch mid-way.
But unexpectedly—
Bang!
Somehow, even though Xia Weibao’s motion seemed slow, she suddenly managed to land a punch on his eye.
Jiang Liang, with his hand halfway up, "..."
Hisss—
He gasped in pain, covering his eyes with both hands.
If it weren’t for his pride, he would’ve shouted out in that moment!
Meanwhile, Xia Weibao dramatically took a step back, hands over her mouth.
She pretended to be panicked, and then, like a little school student who had caused trouble, fretted, "I’m so sorry, sorry coach, I didn’t know you couldn’t dodge it."
The onlookers, "..."
The four beauties nearly dropped their jaws in shock!
What was happening!
Was the coach actually punched?
During practice, was a student really able to punch the coach into a cyclops?
How could the coach be so useless? He must have let Xia Weibao do it, right? Yes, that had to be it.
With that realization, the four beauties looked at him with admiration.
The coach was so skilled, and what a gentlemanly demeanor he had.
Jiang Liang glared furiously but saw the camera and had to hold back.
Plus, the four beauties were looking at him with such admiration that it fed his vanity.
Nobody wanted to make a bad impression on beautiful women.
In a good-natured tone, he said, "No problem, I wasn’t ready just now. Let’s go again."
"Oh."
Xia Weibao responded, then stepped forward again, clenching her hand into a fist and punching toward his left eye.
Having suffered a setback already, Jiang Liang was now fully alert.
He raised his hand quickly, intending to intercept Xia Weibao’s punch, but unexpectedly—
Bang!
A heavy punch landed on his left eye. The force was significant, sending him stumbling backward.
This time, Xia Weibao’s reaction was even more exaggerated. She stepped back twice as far, hands tightly over her mouth, the image of guilt personified.
"I’m so sorry, sorry coach, I didn’t know that could hit you too..."